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Get the rope.

Drag him.

Aah.

Drop 'em.

Clear out.

I'm sure obliged
to you.

Call me Sonny.
Sonny Grover.

Jess Collins.

I can't right ever recall
being so happy
to see someone.

Personal grudge?

Nah, claim jumpers.

I came on to 'em
changing my marks.

They were sure quick
to start shooting at me.

Guess it upset 'em
to have their plans changed.

I was going for a ride,
feet first through the cholla.

Headache?

I've felt better.

I'd have felt a lot worse
if you hadn't come along.

Find some good rock
around here?

It looks real promising.

Guess they
thought so, too.

You workin' this section,
Mr. Collins?

No. Farther north.

Where are you headed now?

Colton. File a claim,
stock up.

Colton's not much of
a camp, these days.

Excitement's moved on
north, to Hayward.

I'm not looking
for excitement,

just the claims office
and some grub.

As a matter of fact,
I was ready to
take off for Hayward,

when I came on to
those claim jumpers.

Maybe we could ride
part way together.

Suits me.

Figure they might be waiting
for you down trail?

They won't catch me again.

I just like company.

Thought we might
ride as far
as Lone Tree Pass.

Good campsite.

Well, I...
I hadn't figured
on stopping.

You gotta eat. Can't push
all the way to Colton
without eating.

I've been surprised lately how
well I can live without food.

You're that low
on provisions?

It's been quite a spell
since my jaws

have had any serious
chewing to do.

Think of that.

Man saves my life
on an empty stomach.

The least I can do is see
that you get a good feed.

You don't have to
do that.

I always keep extra grub
hid out at Lone Trs.

And tonight, Mr. Collins,
you're gonna be my guest.

Mr. Grover,
I'm so weak from hunger

that I'm not gonna give you
any argument.

Poor girl had to leave town.

Wasn't a man there who'd
take anything she said
seriously, after that.

Guess you've been out here
a good while.

Long enough.

Prospecting's a mean kind
of life.

Yeah, it sure is.

It's like any other
kind of gambling.

Once you get started,
it's hard to quit.

Don't I know.

I was all set to quit
a couple of days ago.

I was so hungry,
my belt buckle was
scraping my backbone.

So lonely, I was talking
to myself. So, what happens?

I find this ledge
and I'm off again.

After you file,
get provisions,

coming back to work
your claim?

No, I figure on selling
my pack mule

and getting supplies enough
to last a couple of days.

Sell your mule?

It's about the last salable
thing I got left.

You can't sell your
pack mule, Jess.

What's a miner
without his mule?

A pretty sad man,
I'll admit.

But not half as sad
as a miner with
an empty stomach.

Listen, there's no need in
your selling that pack mule.

Tomorrow, when you get
in to Colton,
you go to the Primrose Hotel.

Well, I...

I hadn't figured on
stopping at a hotel.

You go to the Primrose
and ask for Bert Gaines,
he owns the hotel.

Tell Bert you're a friend
of mine.

Look, Sonny,
I appreciate...

Tell Bert about the help
you gave me.

He'll stake you
the lodging

and lend you enough
to get those provisions.

I, uh, can't take money from
a man I don't even know.

That is, if he's fool enough
to give it to me.

You show Bert
this lucky piece.

Tell him your story.
He'll turn the place
over to you.

Jess, you did me a favor.

A big one.
Let me do this for you.

Thanks, Sonny.

It'll be a loan.

I'll pay it back
as quick as I can.

You'll like Bert.

He'll like you.

Better get some sleep.

Still a long ride
from Colton.

See you
in the morning, Jess.

Right, Sonny.

You know,
for the first time in weeks,

I can go to sleep without
dreaming about food.

Yes?
Hello.

I'm looking for
Bert Gaines.

Oh? What do you
want with Bert?

A friend of his asked me
to look him up.

What friend?

Look, could I talk
to Mr. Gaines?

I'm Bert's wife.

Who was it
sent you to him?

Sonny Grover.

Bert isn't here.

Well, when do you expect
him back?

I couldn't say.

Well, uh...

I've got to go to the claims
office and Wells Fargo.

I'll check back afterwards.

You suit yourself.

Thanks.

Hey, Simmons, he's here.

You sure it was him?

Yeah, Grover must have sent
him in to file.

I'd better get
the sheriff.

Time enough for that.

I just wish it was Grover.

Lem, I don't see
no point...

Wait.

He's headed for the
Wells Fargo office.

Likely got
a message from Meg.

While he's in there,
let's check
the claims office.

Look after things
for a spell.

Are you sure
there's no letter there
for me, Meg?

I've been through
the mail twice.

But she promised to write
to me the minute she got
to New York,

and that's been over
six months ago.

Maybe Trudy's busy.

That's what
I'm afraid of.

But you still keep hoping.

Got to, Meg.

Trudy took
everything else.

Hope's all I got left.

Women.

I never should have
trusted her.

I shoulda had sense enough
to know that

all she ever wanted was
that poke of gold dust.

I never should have let
her leave here.

See you next
mail delivery, Meg.

Poor little guy.

He knows he won't hear
from Trudy again,

but he keeps coming in,
asking for that letter.

You can't blame
a man for hoping.

Only a fool goes on hoping
when it's plain there's
no reason.

Better to face facts.

Well, it depends upon
what kind of a person
you are.

Little guy
can't face facts.
Now, you...

We aren't talking about me.

What can I do for you?

I'm expecting some mail
from San Francisco.

Your name?

Collins. Jess Collins.

You just come into town?

That's right.

And I can't say the people
seem too friendly.

Well, if you're looking
for friends,

I'm afraid you came
to the wrong town.

Seems like everybody's
got a great big chip on
their shoulders.

Maybe they have
a good reason to.

There's no letter
for Jess Collins.

You're sure?

Maybe you better
check again, Miss...

Well, there's no point,
Mr. Collins.

I don't mind waiting.

This is the nicest place
in Colton.

Did she promise to write,
like Dan's girl?

Oh, no.
The letter I'm expecting
is from a man.

Owes me some money.

Then you're just
as foolish as Dan.

You won't hear from him.

How did a lovely girl
like you get such
a sour outlook on life?

Look, Mr. Collins.

I told you there's no mail
here for you.

Now, if you'll just...

It interests me.

Did you get like this
just working here,

or is it from living
in Colton?

I'm very busy.

I can see that.

What time do you close?

Five o'clock, why?

Well, I thought I'd wait
and walk you home.

That hardly seems necessary
since I live just across
the street.

Across the street?

The Primrose Hotel?

Now, isn't that
a pleasant coincidence!

You know, I'm thinking of
putting up there, myself.

Well, anyone with
the price of a room can.
It's not exclusive.

I'll pick you up
after work,

and maybe we can have
some supper together.

I have other plans.

Well, we'll work out
something.

Mr. Collins!

I'll bring my knife.

Your knife?

Yeah.
We'll whittle away at that
chip on your shoulder.

Mr. Gaines back yet?

Well, I'd like to have a room,
so why don't I check in now,

and then I can go on up
and I'll talk to
Mr. Gaines later.

That'll be a dollar,
in advance.

Uh, any law against
waiting in there?

Not if you can pay
for what you drink.

Say, what's the price
of information around here?

Depends on what you
wanna know.

The name of the young lady
who works in
the Wells Fargo office.

Meg Anderson.

Thanks.
You can put that
on my bill.

Whiskey.

Hello, Mr. Gotch.

Bert here?

No.

Is there gonna
be trouble?

Not much.

You stay in here.

I got here as soon
as I could.

You hurt, Fred?
No.

Is that the man?

That's him all right.

Take him along.

Take me along
for what?

I asked you
a question, Sheriff.
Do I get an answer?

You're under arrest
for jumping Simmons'
and Gotch's claims.

Me, jumping
their claims?

They're the claim jumpers,
arrest them!

Now, wait a minute.

Your name's Collins?

Yeah.

Sonny Grover's
your partner?

I don't have
any partner.

I never saw Grover
until yesterday.

I came on to these two
beatin' Grover up and
about to drag him.

And this one here
took a shot at me.

That's a lie,
we shot in self-defense.

I'll handle this, Gotch.

It don't take any handling,
just put him in jail!

Fred Simmons here has got
a good business.

Gotch has other claims.

We know these men, Collins.

I've got a claim, too,
I just filed a few
minutes ago.

Sheriff, it looks to me
as though you're makin'
a mistake.

You keep
out of this, Gaines.

No, it looks to me
as though Collins was
telling the truth.

Gotch, this isn't as simple
as you made out.

Well, it's plain
enough to me.

If you doubt my word,
Sheriff, you can check
at the claims office.

You'll find out
what I filed.

You check, Fred?

He didn't file
on our claim.

Mister,

you better find out
who you're helping
before you jump in.

Seems the same holds
for you, Sheriff.

I haven't heard anything here
that's changed my mind.

I still think I helped
the right man.

Did we win?

Yeah, I'd say so.

I lost a good friend
in that fight.

It was the last friend
I had in the world.

Matt, give him
another bottle,
compliments of the house.

There's nothing like
a new friend to
forget the old ones.

Huh?

Bert Gaines.

Jess Collins.

Bert, are you all right?

Yeah, sure, Ruth.

Matt, get out a bottle of
the special for myself
and my guest.

So, you helped
Sonny out?

Well, I gave him
the same kind of help
you gave me.

I never could stand to see
two guys picking on one.

I promised Sonny
I'd look you up.

He asked me to
give you this.

Well.

You know, he's carried
that ever since
he was a little kid.

I gave it to him just after
we lost our folks.

You're brothers, huh?

Half-brothers.

I raised him.
Least, I tried to.

Sonny's always been
kind of wild,
liked excitement.

Nothing serious, though.

Well, I like him.
He played square
with me and I

couldn't quite go along with
that story about him being
a claim jumper.

You see,
Gotch always hated him.

The kid made a fool of him,
right here in this room and

since then he's been
trying to get even.

Well...

Where are you staying,
Mr. Collins?

Well, to tell you
the truth, Mr. Gaines,

I'm broke.

Well, then you stay
right here with us

until you're ready
to leave Colton.

Thanks.

I suppose you came in
to file a claim and
get some supplies?

Then you'll need some money.

Tell me,
how is that claim of yours?

Pretty good?

Well, it looks real promising.

Then I'll grubstake you.

Sonny said you would.

I appreciate it,
Mr. Gaines.

And I'll pay you back
soon as I can.

Sure.

Let's go see if I can
fix you up with a room, huh?

Hey, Matt.

Clean up this mess,
will you?

Mr. Collins.

Collins, I've got a job.

A job I take seriously.

To make an orderly town
out of Colton.

I'm in favor
of order, Sheriff.

If you have differences
that need settling,
you come to me.

Don't try and
do it your way.

You'd better tell that
to Gotch and Simmons.

I have.

I don't like
troublemakers.

Remember that while
you're in Colton.

I've never been in a town
where I made such a bad
first impression.

Don't mind the sheriff.

Come on,
I want you to meet the wife.

Oh. Ruth was just telling
me about the fight.
Are you hurt?

Oh, no.
Mr. Collins here had the
situation well in hand.

I just came in
at the finish.

Oh. This is Meg Anderson
and my wife, Ruth.

Yes, we've met.

Ruth said the fight was
about Sonny.

Well, Mr. Collins here
gave him a hand.

You see,
the reason she's so concerned
is she and Sonny are engaged.

Mr. Collins saved Sonny
from some claim jumpers.

Where's Sonny now?

As far as I know,
he's on his way
to Hayward.

He's all right. I mean,
he wasn't hurt badly.

How did you happen to
help Sonny?

He was in trouble,

I just happened
to come along
at the right time.

Sonny was
in trouble, huh?

Can you imagine, Ruth?
Sonny was in trouble.

Now, Meg, there's nothing
to worry about.

You heard him say that
Sonny was all right.

Oh, I'm sure he is.

I'm not worried
about Sonny.

Ruth, this gentleman
will be stopping with us
for a few days.

Have you got
a room ready?

Number eight.

Maybe after you clean up
you'd like to have supper
with us.

Meg will be there.

Well, thanks.

No, not tonight.

Well, if it's because of me,
Miss Anderson...

No, it has nothing
to do with you.

It's just that I have
a headache.

That's all.
I'm not hungry.

Well, I guess I better
stable my stock.

Oh, no.
I'll take care of that.
You go ahead on up.

I sure appreciate
your hospitality, Mrs. Gaines.

It's not mine,
it's my husband's.

You wouldn't stay here for
a minute if I had my way.

But why,
what have I done?

For one thing,
you've caused trouble.

I knew it the minute
you came in.

All I'm doing is...

Look.

Just do what you came to do
and clear out.

Quick as you can,
before somebody
gets hurt or killed.

Just clear out.

Supper will be ready
in a half-hour.

Just a minute, Mr. Collins.

Please don't let on to Bert
what I said.

It'll just cause trouble.

And we've got
enough of that.

Morning.

Oh. Good morning.

How's the head?

You had a headache
last night, remember?

Oh, much better, thank you.

I'm glad to hear that.

Will you be leaving
Colton today?

I doubt it.

Gotch and Simmons
have been doing an
awful lot of talking.

They got a talent for that.

They carry a lot of weight
in this town.

Miss Anderson,
I'm a stubborn man.

I guess it's from working with
pack mules so much, but,

the more people push me
one way,

the more I want to go
the other.

Well, no one's
pushing you.

Everyone is.

They have been from the
minute I rode into town.

Maybe it's for
your own good.

I doubt it.

You, for instance.

Why should you be
interested in me?

Because I helped the man
that you mean to marry?

You could say that.

Well.

Thanks for your concern,
but I'll manage.

All right, go ahead.
Get shot or lynched.

No, thanks.

I've got other plans.

Nice talkin' to you.

I filed a new claim with
you yesterday, Collins.

Yes, sir.

How long does it take
to clear Sacramento?

Um...

I don't know.

I thought it was your job
to know.

How long?

Um...

I couldn't say,
it all depends.

On Gotch and Simmons?

No, on Sacramento.

It could take two
or three weeks.

Three weeks?

What is this?

You asked me how long,
I told you.

It's not my fault.

Thought he'd come straight
here once he found out.

He's gonna talk it out
with Gaines, maybe.

He'll be here, Fred.

Anyway, he's gonna
start here.

No guarantee
he'll make it.

Whiskey.

No fights today.

The best we got.

There's nothing wrong
with the whiskey.

Well, in that case,
I'll have one.

How long
does it take a claim
to clear Sacramento?

Oh, two or three days,
I guess. Why?

The clerk in the claims
office told me it would take
two or three weeks.

I wanna get out of here
and get to work.

Well...

It sounds as though somebody
didn't want that claim
to get through.

Tell you what.

I know that
claims clerk very well
in a professional way.

Maybe I can
speed things up.

Want to try?

Yeah, I'd appreciate it.

On me.

Thanks.

There's no reason why
you should take on
any more of my problems.

My pleasure.

Boy, that was close.

Yeah.

Collins, I warned you.

Aw, now look, Sheriff...

I tried to make allowances,
but there's no room
in this town

for men who take the law
into their own hands.

I'd be a little more
impressed, Sheriff,

if somebody hadn't just
tried to kill Bert and me.

Kill you?

Mr. Collins only
returned the fire.

I'm a nervous type, Sheriff,

when somebody shoots at me,
I shoot right back.

Did you see who it was?

But I could guess.

Collins, if you'd just get
out of town until I could...

No, Sheriff.

I been lied about
and shot at.

I don't figure
to run off now.

Mr. Gaines.

Mr. Collins.

Good morning, Kelso.

What can I do for you?

Refresh my memory.

Tell me, Kelso, how long do
you think it would take

for a claim to clear
through Sacramento?

You had an answer
for me, remember?

If memory serves me
it should only take
two or three days.

How is it then that you
told my friend Mr. Collins
that his

would take
two or three weeks
to clear, hmm?

Oh. You didn't
tell the truth,
did you, Kelso?

You know,
that bothers me.

I've always taken you
for a dependable man.

That's why I've been so
patient about those
gambling debts of yours.

Let me see now,
it must be about 300.

Now I'm not going to
press you for
immediate payment.

But you see,
it does disturb me.

Wouldn't you like to
reconsider your answer
to Mr. Collins and

tell me when his claim
will clear?

Tomorrow or the next day.

Ah! There, you've restored
my faith in you, Kelso.

Do you see how cooperative
a man can be

when he's approached in the
right manner, Mr. Collins?

Remarkable, Mr. Gaines.

You know, I'd be interested
to see your approach to
Mr. Simmons.

Maybe you could help me
get some supplies.

Well, you just follow along,
Mr. Collins,

and get another demonstration
of the old Gaines technique.

I will demonstrate
how a man can be forced to

give you something that
he doesn't want to.

And don't bother reporting
to Gotch and Simmons.

That's where we're headed.

Well, I guess this'll do me.

How much is it worth.

Those goods aren't
for sale to you.

We're paying cash, Simmons.

This is my store.
I can sell or not sell.

And I'm not doing business
with any claim jumper.

Not so fast, Collins.

You want to hit somebody,
try me.

I feel the same as Fred.

You're a sneaky, slimy
claim jumper.

You got
a big mouth, Gotch.

Somebody ought to shut it
for you.

We ain't after your
hide, Gaines.

Just Collins.

Not in here.
You'll wreck my store.
Outside.

Matt, Bert's in trouble.
At Simmons' store.

Gotch and the gang are after
him and Collins.

Oh!

Well, have you had enough?

Are you going to let this
claim jumper get away?

What are you waiting for,
until he commits murder?

Claim jumper or murderer,
I'll handle it, Gotch,
not you.

And you, Fred,
I counted on you.

Bert, you'd oughta
had more sense.

I've got enough sense to
stand by a friend.

Your friend ain't never
gonna get his claim.

Gotch!
You can keep coming
in between us

as long as you
like, Sheriff.

But one of these days we're
gonna catch him when he

can't hide behind that
shiny star of yours.

Why don't you clear out?

I filed a claim, Sheriff,
and I'm going to stay here
until I get it.

Besides, if Jess left now
it would only prove that
Gotch was right.

I'm staying here until
Gotch is proved a liar,
and that's final.

Just when we were getting
in the habit of law and order
he's got to come to town.

Keep an eye on Gotch.

Have a drink, Sheriff?

I don't mind if I do.

Smooth.

That's really smooth.

Wait a minute,
you suppose helping me,
not hurting me.

Don't talk.

The way you and Meg are
carrying on,

you'd think Jess and I
went out
looking for that fight.

A man doesn't have to look
for a fight in this town.

If I hadn't sent for
the Sheriff...

Oh, you were the one.

Mr. Collins,
if you had your provisions,
would you leave town?

Can't anyone say anything
new to me?

Would you?

What's your concern
whether I go or stay?

Well...

No, I mean if I want to stay
around and let Gotch and his
playmates remodel my face,

why should you care?

I don't care about you.

I was just thinking about
Ruth and Bert.

Oh, I see.

Well, I'd better get back
to the office.

Thanks for
fixing my face.

Oh, I didn't do much.

Well, I'd say you did
a fine job.

Considering what you had
to work with.

What did I do?

Oh, don't mind her.

She's just anxious to get
married and tired of waiting
for Sonny, that's all.

But he does mean
to marry her?

Oh, sure. She's just waiting
for him to settle down.

Meg understands.

She's just what
Sonny needs.

Oh, yes,
she oughta be proud,
like all of us.

Privileged to wait and be
ready when Sonny needs us.

Now look, Ruthie.

You've let this little
ruckus upset you.

Meg asked you a question,
you didn't answer.

If you had your provisions,
would you leave?

I don't know, Mrs. Gaines.

Oh, it's not just that.

It's a matter of
his good name and
Sonny's reputation.

Besides, I don't think this
would be a very good time to
go back to Simmons' store.

I'm afraid Bert's right.

All right.

I'll get your
provisions for you
if you'll just get out.

Ruth.

Just get out and
leave us alone.

Ruth!

All right, Mrs. Gaines.

You get the supplies.

Looking for me?

You took quite a risk.

A risk?

You know my reputation
in Colton.
I might have shot you.

I wanted to talk to you.

Did Ruth get your supplies?

Yeah, I was just
organizing my packs.

Oh. Then you're leaving.

Sooner or later.

But you promised Ruth.

Do you still
want me to go?

I don't know.

I'm not sure about
anything anymore.

Are you sure how you
feel about Sonny?

Yes.

There's no doubt
about that.

What do you know
about Sonny?

Well, I, uh...

Know that I
found him in trouble
and I helped him.

I know that he shared
his grub with me.

He has
a generous brother.

And a beautiful girl.

Don't.

You asked me.

You're turning a whole town
upside down

and risking your own life
to defend a man you know
nothing about.

It's not only Sonny's name,
it's mine.

Maybe you made a mistake.

You mean Gotch and Simmons
were right?

Let's just say, maybe you
made a mistake.

It's easy to do.

Why make others,
why don't you
let it go at that?

Bert believes in Sonny.

Bert's his brother.

And you're his girl.

Stop saying that.

Isn't that so?

You're hurting me.

What kind of a girl
are you?

Turning on a man you love
just because
the going's rough.

Just because a man
like Gotch...

I don't have to listen to
Gotch to know about Sonny.

I don't have to listen
to Bert or you.

I know.

You didn't come here
because of Sonny.

Please.

You came here
because of us.

You and me.

Jess...

I've been waiting
for you, Meg.

For a long time.

You rush into everything
without thinking,
don't you, Jess?

You be careful.

Sure, Ruth.

Look, mister.
Don't you know
it's after...

I thought you were
never coming, Bert.

Sonny. Come in.

You sure are one heavy
sleeper, Bert.

I wasn't asleep.

Business must be good
if you can afford to
ignore customers.

We've had a lot of trouble
around here, Sonny.

As a matter of fact,
it all happened
because of you.

Bert, I'm in
a terrible hurry.

What's the matter?

Nothing. Just I haven't
got time to spare.

You've got time enough to
answer a couple of questions.

I need supplies, Bert.
Fast.

Hi, Ruth. Surprise.

I'm not staying, Ruth,
Don't worry.

You're staying long enough
to answer a few questions.

I can't,
every second counts.

Look.

I've been shot at and had my
brains shook up in a fight
today on account of you.

What are you talking
about, Bert?

Gotch and Simmons.

Don't tell me that a liar
like Gotch troubled you.

Not me, but everybody else.

They came into town
and said that you were
a claim jumper.

That's a lie.

They said that
you and Jess Collins
jumped their claim.

Collins?
Yeah.

I tried to help him,
like you asked.

But he's in terrible trouble
just because
he tried to help you.

Didn't he tell you
how it was?

He saw those rats
jumpin' me.

They'd have
dragged me dead, Bert,
if he hadn't come along.

Yeah. He told me
all he knew,

but I want to hear
it from you.

Hear what?

Did you jump their claim?

No, of course...

Sonny, are you lyin' to me?
I ain't lyin', Bert.

Haven't I always played it
straight with you?

I know I've caused you
plenty of worry, but,

I've never kept anything
back, have I?

No, kid.

You never have.

I knew that Gotch was lying,
I knew it.

He's hated me
from way back.

Sure.

Look.
Tomorrow morning we'll go
to that Sheriff's office...

I can't wait till morning.

Why not?

Bert, I've been trying
to tell you there's a...

There's a big gold strike
up north, near the bend.

Word hasn't leaked out yet
and I could make a fortune
if I get up there fast.

Look, it'll only take you
a couple of hours to clear
your name and Collins'.

Bert, you know what
a couple of hours can mean
on a new field.

The difference between
millions and nothing.

Even the time I've spent now
talking is costing me.

Costin' us, Bert.

I want to hit this time,
not just for myself.

So I can make up a little to
you for all you've done.

The older I get, the more
I see what I owe you.

You don't owe me
anything, kid.

Maybe if I really hit it big
I can...

Well, I could even show Ruth
I'm not all bad.

Look, you can't blame Ruth
for thinking...

I don't!

I know I haven't given her
much cause to like me, but...

Well, I mean to.

This could be the real
beginning for me, Bert.

I've got to move fast,
I need supplies and I can't
wait till the store opens.

So, can you outfit me?

Well.

Ruth got some supplies for
Collins this afternoon...

Let me have 'em.
You can get more
in the morning.

All right.
I'll ask him.

Bert.
Hmm?

You don't have to tell him
who needs the stuff.

Sonny, he'll want
to see you.

That's just it.
I'll have to talk and talk
and lose more time.

He's got a right to know.

Sure, you tell him later.

I promise that in...

Two days, three at the most,
I'll be back.
I'll square everything.

I don't know.

Bert, if...
If you tell him now
he may try to keep me here.

Well, I wouldn't
blame him, but,
it'll ruin everything.

You and I know that
a day or two won't
matter to him, but...

Well, to me it's all
the difference in the world.

All right.

You wait right here.

Where's your horse?

Up the street,
back of Dort's.

All right.

Yeah?
Who is it?

Bert.

Oh.

What's up?

I hate to
bother you like this, Jess,
but I'm in kind of a spot.

You know those supplies
Ruth got you?

Yeah.

A friend of mine just rode in,
had news of a big gold strike
up north

and he needs a fast
grubstake.

I thought e ou
borrow yours and
get you m

end, uh?

Yeah, he's in a big hurry.
I'd sure appreciate it.

All right. Let's go.

Where is your friend, Bert?

He's around.

Who is it?

Sonny.

Meg, let me in.

I had to see you, baby.

Did ya, Sonny?

What's the matter?

Why should anything be
the matter?

You're sore at me.

I don't blame you.

I'm going to make
it up to you, baby.

Startin' right now.

All I ask from you is
to be left alone.

So little Meg's found
somebody else, huh?

Well, whoever he is,
he's not good enough
for you.

You leave her alone.

You get out of here.

Just get out.

All right, ladies.

Did he hurt you?

No.

Why'd you let him in?

I was gonna tell him
how I felt.

Meg, why don't you
leave Colton?

I should.

Sonny's not gonna change.

Yeah, I know.

And there isn't anybody else
here for you.

Or is there?

I can't be sure.

How can I ever be sure
after Sonny?

Everything he touches,
he destroys.

Anything wrong?

Did you have a bad dream?

Yes, I did.

You look wide awake now.

I'm all right, thanks.

Well, see you
in the morning.

Did he see Sonny?

No.

He should know.
He's got a right to know.

You can tell him.

In the morning.

That'll be time enough.

Hold up, there.

It's all right, Ed.
I know him.

Whoa.

Hi.

What's the idea?

You coulda gotten yourself
shot, chasing after
us like that.

If I hadn't recognized you.

Just got a little
favor to ask.

Thought maybe you could
help me out.

We got no time to be
doing favors.

We're behind schedule now.

I think you'll do me
this favor.

What's this?

I want that strongbox.
Get down from there and
get it for me.

Now!

Don't try it.

You said you were in a hurry.
So am I.

I heard tell you're
the wild one.

But I never thought...

Don't start thinking now.
Just do like you're told.

Never mind him.
Just give me the box.

Throw your gun, way out.

You'll never live
to spend this.

Shut up or you'll never
live to bury him.

Good morning.

I knocked on Meg's door,
but she didn't answer.

She's over at the office.

So early?

Meg's getting ready
to leave town.

Leave town?

Good morning.

Morning.

Mrs. Gaines tells me that
you're leaving Colton.

That's right.

How about Sonny?

There's nothing for
me and Sonny.

I think I've known that
for several weeks now.

And when I saw him
last night, I...

Sonny was here last night?

He didn't want
to see you.

Oh, yes.

Bert's friend who needed
the supplies.

Jess.

You made a mistake
in getting mixed up
with Sonny.

Why did Bert lie to me
like that?

Bert Gaines is blind
as far as Sonny's concerned.

He just shuts his eyes.

Maybe he's afraid
to face the truth.

Like I was.

Sonny's awfully easy
to believe in.

If he was afraid
to stay here,

maybe there's a chance that
Gotch and Simmons were right.

Oh, he had a big story
for Bert.

Something about
a rich strike.

And he'd be back
in two or three days
to clear your name.

Yeah, I see.

Well, if there's nothing
between you and
Sonny anymore...

I thought I'd go
to Sacramento.

Meg.

Let's go together.

I was hoping to be asked.

It's right with us, Meg.

I love you, Jess.

Now I've got to go and
talk to Bert.

I'll go with you.

Jess.

I'd like to ask you
a few questions, Bert.

Look. We may not have
enough time.

Gotch is bent on running you
and everybody who back you
out of town.

Why didn't you tell me that
Sonny was here last night?

Well, he was in a hurry.

In a hurry to leave
you and me
to face Gotch?

No. He's on to something big.
He'll be back,
he promised me.

He should have stayed.

He'll be back,
he gave me his word.

That's not enough.

I want proof.

You sound like Gotch, mister.

I'll do no more fighting
until I'm sure I'm on
the right side.

Little late
to decide that.

Sonny should be here.

Sell him like he
did you, Bert.

Now look, Jess,
you've got to believe me.

Gotch.

Don't interfere, Sheriff.

I'm doin' my job.

You keep out of this.

We've got a job to do.

You obey the law, Gotch,
or you go to jail.

Why me?

Other law breakers
go free.

Lem, you and me
are partners.

I'm talkin' to you
like a partner.

We gotta stop this.
It's no good for the town,
no good for us.

All right.

Sheriff's got you fooled.

One of us has got to
protect our interests.

Haw!

Sheriff!

Sheriff!

What's wrong?

Holdup and a killing.

How'd it happen?

We'd just left
Climax station.

All of a sudden he come up
out of the rocks
and hailed us.

I never realized
it was a holdup
till he drew on us

and ordered me to give him
the strongbox.

Ed reached for his rifle.

My fault.

I told Ed it was all right.

Never figured it would
end up like this.

You know this holdup man?

Sure.
It was Sonny Grover.

Are you sure
it was Grover?

Of course.
He wasn't masked.

I was standing
as close to him as I am to you
when he took the strongbox.

He's got a good lead.

We'll track him down,
and when we do...

When we do,
he'll be my prisoner, Gotch.

Sure, sure.
If we take him alive.

We'll start right away.
Meet at my office
soon as you're saddled up.

It can't be.

Every time there's any
trouble around here
they blame Sonny.

It just can't be.

Sonny told me last night
where he'd been and
what he'd been doing.

That driver must have
made a mistake.

Don't you think so, Matt?

You don't pay me
to think, Bert.

I'm just your bartender.

Gotta get back to my job.

Jess.

I... I hoped
you wouldn't go.

I have to.

But why? It's out of your
hands now, Jess.
If Sonny killed that man...

The posse's out to gun
him down.

This is the excuse Gotch
has been waiting for.

All right, but that's
the chance Sonny took.

It doesn't concern you, Jess.

Wrong, Meg.

Whatever Sonny does
still concerns us.

How?

Suppose we run off now.

Suppose we take off
to Sacramento.

Honey, I could be ready
in five minutes.

It's no good.

Gotch or somebody
shoots Sonny,

my name still isn't cleared.

As far as this town is
concerned I'm still
a claim jumper.

Oh, who cares
about this town?

The word gets all over.

I've got to get
to Sonny first.

I've got to find him
before they do.

You do understand that,
don't you?

Oh, I'm scared, Jess.

If anything happened to
you now...

It won't.

It can't.

You know,

Sonny has a favorite hideout.

Yes, I know.

Near Lone Tree Pass.

He's already killed
one man, Jess.

I'll be careful.

You're not going
anywhere, Jess.

Bert.

I'm not worried about the
posse getting Sonny.

He can outsmart them.
But you, you're different.

He figures you for a friend.

He'd never figure you to
go gunnin' for him.

That's why I'm not gonna
let you leave this hotel.

You're makin'
a mistake, Bert.

Sure, I'm makin'
a mistake.

I'm makin' a mistake
believing you were
my friend and Sonny's.

I'm not judging Sonny.

Sonny never hurt anybody
in his life.

I'm not riding out
to kill him.
I want him alive.

I can't trust you
anymore, Jess.

That's why I'm going to
give Sonny every chance...

I'm sorry, Bert.

I'll leave your
gun downstairs.

If Sonny gets hurt,

I'm gonna come looking
for you.

I'll be around.

Be careful, Jess.

You.

You let him go.

Why? What did Sonny
ever do to you?

Why don't you wake up, Bert,
and stop fooling yourself?

You know Sonny's no good.
That's not true!

Everywhere he goes he brings
hurt and trouble.

Sonny's not to
blame for that.

Then who is?

I don't know.

Me, I guess.

I raised him, taught him
everything he knows.

Good or bad.

If Sonny killed that man,
they should be out
gunnin' for me.

That's crazy, Bert.

You've done everything
you could for him.

I know.

But if Sonny gets hurt,
I'll turn killer for sure.

All set?

What about Collins?

What do you mean?

Suppose he tries to get away
before we get back?

I think you ought to
put him in jail.

My concern right now is
taking a killer, Gotch.

We've wasted enough
time already.

Settle your grudge with
Collins when we get back.

One varmint at a time.

Grover.

Grover.

What do you want, Collins?

I just want to talk
to you, Sonny.

There's nothin' to say.

I figure it's to your
advantage to hear me out.

You come from Bert?

Yeah.

Throw your gun away,

with your left hand.

Why didn't Bert
come himself?

Sonny, you're
in heavy trouble.

Tell me something
I don't know.

Sheriff's out with a posse,
looking for you now.

The guard on that
stage died.

Take a lesson.

The men are going to
shoot you on sight.

They have to
sight me first.

Your best chance is
to come back to Colton
with me.

Why should I go back
to Colton?

Look, if you've come here to
tell me to turn myself in...

You'll get a fair trial.

Fair trial?

Fair by whose ideas?

Havin' a fair trial to death,
Collins, no thanks.

You're not going to get away
this time, Sonny.

There's no one to spring
the trap for you.

Oh, I thought that was why
you'd come, Jess,

to help me out
like you did before.

I thought you
were right then.

Right? Who makes things
right or wrong?

Men with money, Jess.
Well, I got money,
lots of it.

That stage strongbox
is loaded.

I could use
a partner, Jess.

We'd make quite a team.
Maybe Bert would
join us, too.

There's enough money here
for all of us.

That kind of money
scares me.

It's because
you got no nerve.

I don't need you.
I don't need anybody.

Start depending on other
people and you're dead.

That didn't stop you from
using Bert and Ruth.

Even Meg.

Meg?

Oh, so it's you.

You move fast.
Should've guessed.

Sonny...
She's nothing to me.

Neither are you.

I used you once, but now
you're just in the way.

Why'd you
kill him, Collins?

Afraid he might out the noose
around your neck, too?

I've had just about
enough of you, Gotch.

So have I.

Do us all a favor,
Lem, and shut up.

You all right, Collins?

You take the posse back.

I'll stay here and help
Collins with Grover's body
and the rest.

I want you to know
I'm sorry for everything.

Hi.

Hi. The usual?

Another day,
another friend.

He's been waiting like that
all night.

Meg, what am I gonna do?

What happened?

One varmint dead,
one got away.

Who's dead?

I'm thirsty.

Grover's dead, Meg.

What about Jess Collins?

He killed him.

But is Collins hurt?

He's coming
with the sheriff.

Thanks, Mr. Simmons.

Whiskey, Matt.

We're celebrating.

We're celebrating
the death of a skunk.

What's the matter?

For safekeeping.

Yes, sir. We went out today
to kill a little skunk
named Grover.

Sonny Grover.

We were saved the trouble.

Another skunk beat us
to the job.

Collins killed Grover for us.

Saved us from getting our
hands dirty on a sneaky
varmint like Sonny Grover.

Bert!

Bert, hasn't there been
enough hurt already?

Bert, you can't help
Sonny now.

You better let me
handle this.

This is between
me and Gaines, Sheriff.

Go on, Collins, draw!

I'm sorry, Bert.

It's not your fault.

I guess it's
nobody's fault.

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